Words

by manic moments   Jun 25, 2006


Blood
It's everywhere
It's dripping down my arms
Not like you would care

Hatred
It's seeping from my very heart
It is I, it is my everything
You made this into me from the start

Sickness
You beseech me for reprieve
Stupid little man
After your death, then I'll have time to grieve

Happiness
Lies in disguise
Smiles are what you want
But all I want is your demise

Lies
Your code of honour to forget
Blood that is your worth
You, I regret

Death
What will be the end is near
One more cut, one more drip
One more blasted tear

Need
A desire that will push you
Committing so much for so little
All this you will do

Suicide
Word of the forgotten
Teenagers like me
Their poor lost souls gone rotten

Religion
The fool's word of righteousness
Jesus died for us, died for our sins
But I don't see him dying for our loneliness

Murder
Word for your life gone absent
Hidden blade protruding from your back
Your eyes looking off into the distant

Rape
Children, woman, suffering at man's hand
Cries, screams, murder
Their deaths, you will soon understand

Tears
The innocence that spills forth from fear
Falling from eyes hidden behind sorrow
The trails of a wondering tear

War
Battle of idiotic countries over petty effects
Dropping of bomb, war heads, acid
Poor children, living with wars defects

You
Bringing my sorrow, you are my war
Break my heart, slide the knife
You aren't here anymore

Me
A person soon to be dead
You where there, hurting me
How did you get into my head?

Abuse
What you do to me
Don't touch me, leave me be
All the bruises that I can see

Your murder, my rape
Your need, my hatred
Your lies, my suicide
Your happiness, my sickness

I bleed, you die
Your murder, my war
Your dead, I no longer cry
No longer will you walk out that door

Words, words, they are everywhere
They lead me to you, they make you die
They name what you did, they named me
I no longer have to cry

Words
My word against yours
You wont get to me anymore
I've closed all my hidden doors

Forget
All the things that will haunt, it's true
Your dead, your words wont hurt anymore
Your dead, I murdered you

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